"It's ten years since my old friend left, but I didn't expect to hear bad news."

With a sigh, the old man motioned to Guo Yuyan: "my good granddaughter, come and push my grandfather to the chessboard."

"Grandfather, do you want to play chess?"

Walking quickly, Guo Yuyan pushed the wheelchair to the side of the chessboard: "since I was sensible, this chess game seems to be like this."

"Lin fan, come here."

He motioned for Lin fan to sit down in the opposite position. Pointing to the chess game, the old man said, "this chess game was played by your master and me. I hold the black one and your master holds the white one. At that time, your master said that it was a dead end, but Lin fan, do you think you can break the game? "

The death of Shifu?

Curiously looking at the chessboard, as the old man said, holding the white one is a dead end.

In such a disadvantage, Baizi still has a chance to turn over?

Looking at the chessboard closely, Lin Fan's divine sense still shrouded in the past. Step by step deduction constantly appears in the mind, forward push, reverse push and so on.

Ten minutes later, Lin fan still looks at the chessboard and doesn't speak.

Twenty minutes later, Lin fan is still like this.

"Grandfather, Lin Fanta?"

See Lin Fan stay motionless, Guo YuYan's tone is full of worry.

"Lin fan, he is calculating and killing. We will wait."

Looking at Lin Fan expectantly, the old man was full of curiosity.

How can you play this chess game?

Ding.

Eyes suddenly a bright, Lin Fan suddenly holding a white, to the center of the chessboard point down: "this is my chess."

Curiously looking at the chessboard, the next second the old man opened his eyes, eyes full of disbelief.

Lin Fan's white son, on the surface, is not very impressive, but in fact, it is a son of the universe, containing an incomparable trend of counter attack.

"Ha ha, your master and I said, Lin fan, you will fly in the sky in the future."

Taking back his eyes from the chessboard, the old man laughed and said, "at first I still had deep doubts, but now it seems that your master is right."

"Thank you for your praise. I'm just lucky."

Looking at the white on the chessboard, Lin Fan said with a smile: "compared with grandfather, I am a little shrimp."

"You boy, don't put gold on my face."

Lin Fan flattered the ground and laughed, and the old man scolded: "you gave me ambergris. As an elder, I'll give you something in return."

"My grandfather is so polite. I should be a junior."

With a simple and honest smile, Lin Fan said with a smile: "don't be too expensive. It's hard for me to accept a gift that is too expensive."

Thick skinned.

Next to Guo Yuyan see Lin Fan hypocritical make-up, cast a mouth, eyes are full of disdain and disdain.

She couldn't understand. How could grandfather like Lin fan?

"Lin fan, you just like to pretend to be forced."

You can take out a big box from the old man's hand and open it

Lin Fan took the box open, the next moment he was stunned: "grandfather, this is?"

It's also a glass jar, but it's very small, about the size of a ping-pong ball.

"What? Very disappointed? "

Funny looking at Lin Fan's astonished expression, the old man indicated: "open the jar and feel inside, you will have a surprise."

Puzzled to look inside the jar, Lin Fan found that the bottom of the bottle has a liquid the size of a thumb.